Lin Xuan inherits his parents' small shoe factory, only to find it on the verge of bankruptcy.
Luckily, he obtains the ultimate Knockoff System, and from then on, he begins an era of knockoffs all his own.
Sneakers, phones, computers, cars... even rockets, satellites, and aircraft carriers!
His knockoff products are everywhere, driving the whole world crazy.
And when he turns his attention to movies, even the technology in them can't escape being knocked off!
Nike's CEO: "This is blatant plagiarism! I'll sue him into bankruptcy!"
Fruit Company's CEO: "Please, just develop your own products. I'll give you the top spot."
The directors of major corporations: "I've never seen anyone so shameless!"
Trump: "Did he change America? No. He's a rude, terrible person!"
Lin Xuan smiles. "Knockoffs? I'm just paying tribute to the classics! My dream is for everyone in the world to be able to afford luxury brands..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Passing by, burning paper, lighting incense, lighting candles, but no movement; pouring wine, paying tribute, setting off cannons, smashing monuments, but no response; digging graves, digging graves, opening a museum, whipping corpses, and losing temper; setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, and thundering, but no corpses; setting fire, burning corpses, crushing bones, raising ashes, and trying again; killing people, wooden swords, magic bells, chanting incantations, and summoning spirits again; wailing, beating the ground, pain, and tears... Already Passed away, Pindao has no way to recover!
Do you want to ask the staff to find the author's information and ask him to come out of the palace?
What a great book! Don't be a eunuch, come on, author! It's a very good book. It doesn't matter if it's updated a little later. It just needs to be updated.
Passing by, burning paper, lighting incense, lighting candles, but no movement; pouring wine, paying tribute, setting off cannons, smashing monuments, but no response; digging graves, digging graves, opening a museum, whipping corpses, and losing temper; setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, and thundering, but no corpses; setting fire, burning corpses, crushing bones, raising ashes, and trying again; killing people, wooden swords, magic bells, chanting incantations, and summoning spirits again; wailing, beating the ground, pain, and tears... Already Passed away, Pindao has no way to recover!
It's so well written, why is it a eunuch?
The few books I have written are all out of prison.
Even though I'm a eunuch, I didn't have to look at the date and the deadline was 18 years. I thought it was ** year when I went there.
The Qing Dynasty is dead. There is no future for being a TJ.
Just update, no matter how much, as long as you update, come on!!!!!
Author, you should just be a eunuch, it would be better for everyone